[Her breath hitched as the webs yanked harder, dragging her limbs against her will. She fought, every fiber of her being screaming to resist, but the strength in her arms was fading. She thrashed against them, refusing to stop struggling, but the weight of them—of herself—was suffocating. The void-like imprints on her skin burned as though they sought to consume her completely.
Through the cacophony of her own heartbeat pounding in her ears and the menacing clicks of the spiders, a voice tore through the fog of despair.
"URARAKA!! I'M HERE!!"
The voice was unmistakable—raw, familiar, and full of urgency. Katsuki Bakugo.
Her breath caught, and for a fleeting second, the haze of hopelessness cleared. His words weren’t profound, but they were real. They were him. His shout cut through the grip of fear and doubt, grounding her back into herself. He was here, not as some hollow version of her mind’s torment, but as her classmate—her friend. The sheer force of his presence sent a spark through her, reigniting the fire in her chest.
I'm not alone.
With renewed resolve, Ochako gritted her teeth, her arms trembling as she clawed against the webs. The clones pressed harder, their blank expressions tilting in mockery of her struggle. Her heart pounded with defiance. She wouldn’t lose—not to these things. Not while someone believed in her. Drawing on every ounce of strength she had left, she roared and released a surge of her Zero Gravity. The energy burst outward, a shimmering wave that repelled the spiders and clones for a moment, creating a pocket of space around her. The webs snapped, but not completely—they clung to her arms and legs. keeping her tethered.
Sweat dripped down her face as she forced herself upright, her breaths labored but steady. Her limbs ached as though weighed down by invisible chains, but she refused to fall. Bakugo’s voice still echoed in her mind, and she focused on it like a lifeline.]
..I won’t let this beat me...
[She muttered, her voice hoarse but fierce. The clones started to reform, their hollow eyes zeroing in on her again, but she stood firm, her fists tightening. Her fight wasn’t over—not yet. And now, she wasn’t fighting alone.]
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Through the cacophony of her own heartbeat pounding in her ears and the menacing clicks of the spiders, a voice tore through the fog of despair.
"URARAKA!! I'M HERE!!"
The voice was unmistakable—raw, familiar, and full of urgency. Katsuki Bakugo.
Her breath caught, and for a fleeting second, the haze of hopelessness cleared. His words weren’t profound, but they were real. They were him. His shout cut through the grip of fear and doubt, grounding her back into herself. He was here, not as some hollow version of her mind’s torment, but as her classmate—her friend. The sheer force of his presence sent a spark through her, reigniting the fire in her chest.
I'm not alone.
With renewed resolve, Ochako gritted her teeth, her arms trembling as she clawed against the webs. The clones pressed harder, their blank expressions tilting in mockery of her struggle. Her heart pounded with defiance. She wouldn’t lose—not to these things. Not while someone believed in her. Drawing on every ounce of strength she had left, she roared and released a surge of her Zero Gravity. The energy burst outward, a shimmering wave that repelled the spiders and clones for a moment, creating a pocket of space around her. The webs snapped, but not completely—they clung to her arms and legs. keeping her tethered.
Sweat dripped down her face as she forced herself upright, her breaths labored but steady. Her limbs ached as though weighed down by invisible chains, but she refused to fall. Bakugo’s voice still echoed in her mind, and she focused on it like a lifeline.]
..I won’t let this beat me...
[She muttered, her voice hoarse but fierce. The clones started to reform, their hollow eyes zeroing in on her again, but she stood firm, her fists tightening. Her fight wasn’t over—not yet. And now, she wasn’t fighting alone.]